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Of Fairies and Moonflowers…

I had double potions with the Slytherins first that morning and it went by fairly quickly. Harry and I partnered up to make our hair thickening potion, but the whole time we were working I had a strange feeling of being watched. I dropped my silver knife on the floor behind me. There he was, sitting next to that cow, Pansy. She was rubbing his hand with hers and batting her eyelashes to get his attention. For no apparent reason, my face began to burn. He looked bored with her, but she was relentless. I turned around to finish crushing some small pale pink flower buds when I heard him tell her to stop so they could finish their work. With a small smirk of satisfaction, I ladled our finished potion into a bottle and put our names on it. As I handed it to Snape he commented "I doubt you will need this potion, eh Miss Granger?" He snickered and turned back to his desk.

Two rows back, Pansy was still bothering Draco. "Stop it!" he said, pulling her hand off of his thigh. Every few minutes he stole a glance at her. He saw her drop her knife and when she bent to pick it up, her loose robes fell enough that he glanced her breasts. His mind raced with possibilities. She must have seen him, because she turned a bright red before hurrying back to her seat with Potter. The next thing he knew, Snape was insulting her about her hair thickening potion. That bothered him. 'Her hair is beautiful' he thought. He had a sudden vision of her in the moonlight, hair cascading around her shoulders, riding him, she seemed to glow. She went to gather her things at the end of class and her eyes caught his. 'If only she knew that I dreamed of her coming to me at night.' What would she say?

After Potions, I had herbology in greenhouse 2. This was not one of my favorite subjects, too much dirt for me. But it was required of all 7th year N.E.W.T. students.

"Class, class, pay attention." announced Professor Sprout. "We will be beginning your N.E.W.T. required material in just a moment. Before we begin, make sure you have your pruning shears, dragon hyde gloves and your textbooks before you."

I grabbed all of my material and took a spot between Harry and Ron.

"today, we will be studying Moonflowers; can anyone tell me the properties of moonflowers?"

My hand shot up immediately.

"Please professor, Moonflowers are rare white flowers that grow on a poisonous vine. They are iridescent, and are used in many dream and love potions. Only the flowers are usable. The vine and root can be used in many poisons, and can kill someone with no visible marks or means. Furthermore…."

"That will do Miss Granger" the squat witch said. "Today we will be pruning these Moonflower vines. We will be keeping the buds in a bowl of water to preserve them; the vines will be chopped up and burned so that there is no chance someone could be harmed by them. They are very rare in the wild, and glow in the moonlight. They prefer to grow up the sides of stone walls, always on the north side, and many fairies make their homes in these blossoms. All of these flowers have been de-fairied, so let's proceed. Make sure to chop up the vines into small pieces, and make sure you are wearing your dragon hyde gloves. The correct diagram for pruning is in your textbooks. Please begin."

I started to clip these beautiful flowers off of the vine. They were the purest white I had ever seen. The smell was a cross of all the flowers I had ever smelled. I finished quickly and began reading the next chapter. Ron and Harry were having a tough time chopping the vines, so I helped them out before Professor Sprout told us time was up and class was dismissed.

After dinner, I knew I had to get back to my common room to study before Malfoy got there. He always took my favorite chair and I wanted it tonight. When I got there, he was up in his room. 'Thank Merlin' I thought as I sat down with my books and Crookshanks and got to work. After an hour or so I heard him come down the stairs, and to my surprise he sat on the couch across from me and stared into the fire. The fire danced across his face, and I stared at him for a moment. He was beautiful. That is the only word to describe him. His eyes were glowing embers of coal, and it was hypnotizing. I thought I saw him look my way, but I'm sure it was my imagination. Nothing that beautiful would ever look my way.

I got ready for bed early. It had started to rain and the rhythm of the tiny drops beating against the castle roof always made me sleepy. I opened up the windows on the balcony and inhaled the air. I always loved the air when it was raining. So fresh and new, like it had just washed away the troubles of the world. I slipped into my white nightgown, put the candle next to my bed out, and slipped between the cool satin sheets. A breeze blew across my face and instantly I was asleep.